The group gets an assignment and Abed gets a clue

Abed made the announcement two weeks before the semester ended. "I'm transferring," he said placidly, and the conversation around the room came to an abrupt halt. "Come again?" Jeff said flatly, slouched back in his seat. "I'm transferring," Abed repeated. "I got into the NYU film school, and they're taking most of my Greendale credits so I'm moving to New York this summer."

"We should get beds," Abed commented, as he shifted to make himself the big spoon. "It probably wouldn't be so cold if we weren't on the floor." "That's some grownup shit," Troy said sleepily, and stuck his cold toes between Abed's freakishly long calves. "We could be ready," Abed said, and he settled his hand on Troy's hip. Troy didn't say anything at all.